Mohair The Water Rats - 21st July 2004

Straight into the bluesy
trippy summer rock of 'Limb by Limb', light AC/DC riffage with Hammond organ,
confident howling vocals pouring into the chorus, creating an immense wall of
sound, notes-a-sliding, this big haired bunch from Watford immediately set about
charming the tremendously responsive audience to no end. The organ notes of
'L.A. Song' hover up in the air before the song rolls into its own groove, with
its summer night jukebox feel, controlled chaos bubbling out of Tom Billingtons
voice, his hair and our arses shifting and shaking along with the funky bass
groove of Tim Slade. The next single (if it wasnt for the parting of ways
with the record company - as keyboardist Alex Richards puts it later - theyre
now a band for sale), 'End of the Line', comes in with Pete Bakers
rolling drums, tambourine shakes, Hammond hammering out almost menacing orchestral
grandeur into the bouncy pseudo-country blues, Tom relaying the narrative between
comedy growls. Then, the hangover after the knees up kicks in and were
settled into 'Getaway Car', beginning with just guitar and vocals from
the bottom of a shot glass, the melody weaving over the increasing power
of the drums, before it all caves in over our heads, like the clouds parting
and the suns rays streaming down into our brains.
'Brown Eyes Blue', a favourite of Radio 2s Janice Long, maintains the
relatively quieter aspect of Mohair, with twinges of the Americana country feeding
into this perfect alt.rock-pop song, telling us, run away, get away, dont
burn your fingers on me. Never dwelling on the negative, this is better
than a course of Prozac with its indie barn-dance action and vocal variation
from singing to growling to light screams. Dirty bluesy riffs come back into
the play with 'Disarray', bursting out like the grungier side of the Beatles
circa 1969. 'Thin Air' creeps in with a quiet Hammond intro, inducing goose
bumps on the audiences skin, before transforming into one of those songs
that pull at your heart, make you feel like youre falling in love, when
the lights come on, and its like youre the only one there, being
serenaded, with its massive belting chorus and overwhelming emotion, are
you taking over, high time for a change sweeping over and into us like
a joyful despair. Feedback announces the last song of the night, 'Live and Let
Live', with its Zeppelin influence, a jittery spasticated blast of classic rock
showmanship, before Mohair dissolve into what seems like a naturally dizzying
blues jam, then into more jazzy freestyling, Tom with his mad eyes bawling I
got nothing left at the crowd, up on the monitor, before the authentic
grand rock outro leaves us gasping and cheering for more.
by Kate Etteridge
Read Kate's interview with Mohair in the Interview section